Hey, catch up and quick mention of a giant armed man.

Not much going on blog-wise I’m afraid, I’ve been having a bit of a playwrighting burst, doing Theatre at Uni and all,  so other things like this (and Uni work!) tend to get pushed to the side.

I’m still alive and seeking to be creative as much as possible.

Here’s something funny:

“Modern day Popeye!”

22 year old German arm wrestling champ Matthias Schlitte is skinny but has a giant arm!

Picture: Genetics

Marriage – some lovely photos with captions.

The Church was decorated with balloons.

Chairs were rearranged and flowers were put up.

Dad gives me and my best man a pep talk.

Sibyl walks down the aisle with her Father

At the ! (Well... in theory; no altar for good reason, but no time to go into it)

Us outside the church, bring on the confetti!

My Mam made heart shaped Welsh cakes!

My sweet niece.

The guests mingle in the sun.

Our amazen chocolate wedding cake.

Even the back of her head was beautiful!

My speech.

I end up singing my speech.

I've had two best men, greedy I know.

"No! No more cake please!"

Photos © Emma Alcock.

Woolen Oyster Card by my wife

Cool eh?

Oh and as you might have guessed by the title and subtle changes to the About section on the blog, I am now married! I’ll do a more detailed summary when I’m less busy and not moving to Wales.

The story behind the Woolen Oyster Card is that it was made for an art project when she was in school. I thought it was super cool and Blewog-worthy.

Ever wondered how Big Bird works? No? Well look at this and think to yourself, “Why? Why did I not have some sympathy for that little man in there? I’m glad, because I can now. Thanks for the opportunity Blewog.”

Hakuna Matata… They ARE real!

Sorry, can’t help it.

Follow the white rabbit!

We got one of the baby rabbits that my little brother’s rabbit gave birth to (the first batch).

She is a female (not a girl) and is called Lili Wen Fach, which is translated literally as Little White Lily, but it’s what many Waleish people call Snowdrops or Galanthus. Alternative names are eirlys or cloch maban.

I like the name primarily because the rabbit is white, and it’s far more imaginative than ’snowy’. It also reminds me of a song we used to sing in school:

O Lili wen fach, o ble daethost di,

A’r gwynt mor arw ac mor oer ei gri?

Sut y mentraist di allan drwy’r eira i gyd?

Nid oes flodyn bach arall i’w weld yn y byd!

Translated as:

Oh Little White Lily, from where did you come?

With the wind so wild and with such a cold cry

However did you manage to climb out through all that snow?

There is no other little flower to be seen anywhere.

Here’s a creepy picture of me with the rabbit:

It’s a bit:

Back from Devon!

Artiest seagull picture ever!

The family gaze at Devon's beautiful scenery.

Comedic arch snap.

By the sea at Clovelly.

Piggy-Back / Froggy-Back. BEST PICTURE I'VE EVER TAKEN!

So yeah, no, errm hmm…

You can see that we had a fantastic week away in Devon. Nothing really to report, apart from the fact that I’m extremely thankful to God for blessing me with auch an amazing family.

More here.

My my my it’s a beautiful world.

Amazen.